Yeet

Sam

“He just doesn’t understand. I couldn’t explain it more, Winnie.” Perry ran his fingers through his hair. “What do you mean you explain it more? I have beams coming out of my hands!” Winona frantically paced. “I tried. He just continued to say that you were a demon.” He sighed. Winona sat down in a wooden chair. “He just can’t see through his tunnel vision.” Perry stood up and walked next to her. He placed his hand on her short curly hair. “I’m not a witch.”